Adventure stories; England -- Fiction; Romanies -- Fiction
But, above all, the care and providence of God are manifested in the case
of Lavengro himself, by the manner in which he is enabled to make his way
in the world up to a certain period, without falling a prey either to
vice or poverty. In his history, there is a wonderful illustration of
part of the text, quoted by his mother, "I have been young, but now am
old, yet never saw I the righteous forsaken, or his seed begging his
bread." He is the son of good and honourable parents, but at the
critical period of life, that of entering into the world, he finds
himself without any earthly friend to help him, yet he manages to make
his way; he does not become a Captain in the Life Guards, it is true, nor
does he get into Parliament, nor does the last volume conclude in the
most satisfactory and unobjectionable manner, by his marrying a dowager
countess, as that wise man Addison did, or by his settling down as a
great country gentleman, perfectly happy and contented, like the very
moral Roderick Random, or the equally estimable Peregrine Pickle; he is
hack author, gypsy, tinker, and postillion, yet, upon the whole, he seems
to be quite as happy as the younger sons of most earls, to have as high
feelings of honour; and when the reader loses sight of him, he has money
in his pocket honestly acquired, to enable him to commence a journey
quite as laudable as those which the younger sons of earls generally
undertake. Surely all this is a manifestation of the kindness and
providence of God: and yet he is not a religious person; up to the time
when the reader loses sight of him, he is decidedly not a religious
person; he has glimpses, it is true, of that God who does not forsake
him, but he prays very seldom, is not fond of going to church; and,
though he admires Tate and Brady's version of the Psalms, his admiration
is rather caused by the beautiful poetry which that version contains than
the religion; yet his tale is not finished--like the tale of the
gentleman who touched objects, and that of the old man who knew Chinese
without knowing what was o'clock; perhaps, like them, he is destined to
become religious, and to have, instead of occasional glimpses, frequent
and distinct views of his God; yet, though he may become religious, it is
hardly to be expected that he will become a very precise and
straightlaced person; it is probable that he will retain, with his
scholarship, something of his gypsyism, his predilection for the hammer
and tongs, and perhaps some inclination to put on certain gloves, not
white kid, with any friend who may be inclined for a little old English
diversion, and a readiness to take a glass of ale, with plenty of malt in
it, and as little hop as may well be--ale at least two years old--with
the aforesaid friend, when the diversion is over; for, as it is the
belief of the writer that a person may get to heaven very comfortably
without knowing what's o'clock, so it is his belief that he will not be
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